The day after the day of love...it may not seem like much to the rest of the world, but for me...I've been a year older for a whole day! Having a birthday on Valentine's Day is pretty awesome, and yesterday was no exception. Unfortunately, college classes don't care one bit about birthdays, so I had to wait until last night for people to sing to me. The party was great--we had cake, ice cream, balloons, Smurf (some people prefer Farkle but I like Smurf better!), orange swirl rolls, and bubbles.
And then I stayed up until 2 am working on my creative writing homework. It's a dang good thing I like that class so much.
Some people talk about how much they hate Valentine's Day, but I love it. Not only is it an excuse to party, it's also the day of LOVE. I agree with those that say that there shouldn't be only one day for this purpose, but I don't think of it that way. I think of it as a day to remind us to love each other. Humans can be lazy creatures--what's wrong with a reminder to be grateful for the friends and family that we can often take for granted?
I wouldn't pick any other day to celebrate my date of birth even if I could. February 14th is my favorite day of the year, and it always will be. Bring on the hearts and chocolate!
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